The randomness that is James....

This is NOT my brother James........this is my brother Stephin (from a few years ago). But I couldn't FIND a picture of James, so you'll just hafta get a general idea of where I'm coming from based on this.

Now... I swear to you, my brother does not smoke crack, nor does he drink (unless you count Red Bull or BAWLS...) but the following story from his blog may make you think otherwise....

And I quote:

"Ok. Yesterday, i wnet to Walmart. I saw something on the ground on the way to the door. I'm like" I'll see what is on the way out." So finish shopping. I got new blades for my fancy shmanshy Norelco and a soda for those curious people. So I'm walking to back to my car(van)(oohh. Booms) And i'm like oh yeah. the thing on the ground. You'll never guess what i found. I let you ponder. What could it be. A hamster, a blue whale, my shoe, a "honey i shruck the kids" kids. If you guess any of those, your wrong. Its was a.......................................a.................a wheel weight. Some of you say " this guy is retarded" or "WTF" or "cool" or some of you don't care. I do. You don't see a wheel weight on the ground like that all the time. Think about it.its sitting on my desk. Now Think About IT.

nice I cracked my KNee"

For that, James, you get the rubber chicken:

*clap*..............*clap*.....................*clap*................................